Seraphina blinks and sighed heavily at the person who claims to look after her but now sounding asleep on the bar counter.
"*sigh* weakling." Seraphina hissed in between her hiccups. Based on her calculations, Rex won't take long before his arrival. Thus, even though Seraphina was itching to ditched Wren alone, alas, thinking about his seemingly overrated reputation, she might as well guard him and wait for Rex.
Soon, as expected, Rex who's surprisingly still wearing a formal suit without any crease on it arrived. His keen eyes immediately caught the seemingly two drunk kids on the bar stool.
Rex didn't had to exert effort on finding them as the supposed nightclub isn't as lively and wild just like in country y.
Taking stride towards his boss and subordinates stand point, Seraphina was slowly balancing her unbalanced stance while Wren on the other hand was too wasted.
